[Quick Transmigration] Healing System

It was completely dark.

The sound of talking and laughing came from the house, and Kathy stopped at the door of each villager for a while, her blue eyes reflected the flickering light of the kerosene lamp on the wooden door, but she never made up her mind to find a family to live here.

"Is it a guest from afar?" Casey walked a little further, when he suddenly heard a girl's bright voice above his head, he raised his head and glanced up, and saw the flaxen twisted flower leaning against the window The little girl with braids, "It's so late now, do you want to rest here?"

Before Casey had time to answer, she heard the creaking sound of windows being pushed open from the wooden house opposite.The young woman stood at the window, looking at the knight who came from afar with a gentle and friendly expression, "If you want to rest, go to Mr. Ander in the east of the village, he will be happy to help you."

"That's right, Mr. Ander is a very good man, and he welcomes people to visit his home." The little girl put her hands on the window sill, her face flushed with freckles, "Just go to the east, and you will definitely recognize him." Get out of Mr. Ender's house."

"Ah, thank you..." Before he could finish his words of thanks, the knight discovered that the nearby people had put some food and daily necessities at the door for some time, and this kind of enthusiasm overwhelmed him, "I It’s not too long, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

"Anyway, it's something extra," the woman said. "It's a tradition, so you're welcome."

It is a completely different scene from the capital city of the kingdom.

Harmonious and beautiful.

Casey couldn't help being a little disappointed.

There must be no evil dragons in such a beautiful place.

And, the name Mr. Ander, isn't it easy to think of middle-aged people over 40 with a small belly?

I don't mind a little bit.

Ander's house was built with white stones, with green vines hanging from the eaves, and the specially trimmed wildflowers on the wall also looked very pleasing.Casey pushed open the fence door, hesitated for a while, then raised her hand and gently knocked on the door.

The door was opened by a very thin boy.

The boy looked him up and down, and there seemed to be some impatience on his delicate face, but he still maintained a very polite tone, and said, "If you are looking for Mr. Ander, please come in."

The knight looked past the boy, through the hollow bookshelf, and saw the black-haired young man who seemed to be resting on the sofa.

"Sit and wait for a while, and don't make a sound until Mr. Ander wakes up." The boy seemed to have a lot of hostility towards him, his round eyes stared at him, and he deliberately lowered his voice after bringing him in. The voice threatened.

Sure enough, unfriendly people exist everywhere.

After hearing the boy's warning, the young knight shrugged his shoulders slightly, found another empty chair in the room and sat down.

This position happened to face the face of the black-haired youth.

It is very different from the image of a middle-aged man with a big belly. He looks very young, with light lips. Although his nose is not straight and his eyelashes are not very long, the combination of facial features has a strange oriental beauty.Casey was a little distracted, and suddenly heard the young man cough softly. He thought his peeping behavior had been noticed, and hurriedly turned his face to the other side.

The warm fire in the fireplace swayed gently, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.Above the fireplace was a painting of a black-winged boy bending over a flower.

The teenager in the portrait looked familiar. Casey leaned on the sofa and thought about it for a while, but he didn't remember whether he really had friends with similar looks.

He saw the blanket covering the young man slipping down a bit, and just about to stretch out his hand to help cover it, he heard the young man cough twice, and the blanket fell to the ground completely with the trembling of the young man's body.At the same time, he saw the huge wings of the young man gathered behind him.

Casey's hands froze in the air, and she couldn't help but glance in the direction of the boy who had just brought him in.

"Mr. Ander is an angel." The boy didn't show the slightest surprise, as if the existence of angels is a matter of course.

The knight, who was shocked by this incredible picture, slowed down, suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him, and turned around to find that the young man had sat up from the sofa.

The young man who was not yet fully awake did not notice the existence of Casey. He just sat up and rubbed his misty eyes with his hands. His defenseless innocent appearance complemented the white wings behind him. The knight agreed in an instant. made this ridiculous statement——

Angels are real.

"Mr. Ander, there are guests who want to stay here." The boy pouted in the direction of Casey and said.

"Eh?" The young man opened his eyes wide, and then he noticed the red-haired knight sitting opposite, and immediately said apologetically after fully waking up, "Did you come from far away? I welcome you to stay here, um ... There is a vacant room upstairs, you can move in at any time, well, if you have other needs, you can find me anytime."

"My name is Casey, a trainee knight of the kingdom." Casey paused and said, "Thank you for your help."

"Knight, that sounds amazing." The young man bent his eyes and praised sincerely.

"It's nothing special..." Casey just wanted to explain the fact that he was just an intern, but felt that it was inappropriate to say such a thing after the other party praised him, "I'm here to complete the experience."

"What is the content of the experience?" The young man straightened up and asked, looking very interested in this matter.

"This." In fact, Casey didn't quite know what he was going to do next, so he could only reply roughly, "It's like slaying the dragon, sealing the devil, and so on?"

"Well?"

"Sounds ridiculous, right? Demon kings and dragons are now creatures that only exist in storybooks."

Li An originally wanted to keep silent, but after thinking about it, he continued: "But angels still exist, and the existence of the devil is also possible."

Like him.

It's better to keep dangerous people by your side, in case you don't have time to get killed after your identity is revealed... Well, the posture to face the battle.

Casey is the one among the trainee knights who has been brainwashed the most by the dragon theory, and has an innate aversion to creatures like the devil who sound like dark forces, even if the other party has not done anything bad.Li An leaned on the sofa and observed Casey's appearance intentionally. As the main character, handsomeness is an essential factor. What is a little special is the short hair that is a little too red, the color of the flames of hell.

Mesmerizing, sinking colors.

Li An narrowed his eyes, seemingly unintentionally glanced at the curve of the young knight's neck, chuckled and licked his dry lips.Compared with mouse blood, human blood is more urgent.

and many more.

He should be taking the healing route, right?

Why did his psychological lines just now look so much like the ultimate villain bossΣ(?

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In an old castle across a forest.

Osley drank his bedtime plasma and climbed into his custom-made coffin.

But he couldn't sleep.

He fell asleep.

It's a terrible thing.

It was the first time in 400 years that he suffered from insomnia.

Because the angel Ander didn't come to spend tea time with him today, didn't tell him stories, and didn't bring him snacks.

Osley suspects that the other party has another vampire.

He pushed open the coffin lid, crawled out of the coffin again, and began to look through the ancient books he had thrown on the ground, looking for any records about angels—but there were none.In the past, vampires had nothing to do with angels, and when they were occasionally recorded, they were just mentioned casually.

Osley wanted to close the book in disappointment, but suddenly turned to a page about his father.

...Oh, it turns out that his father was also a handsome man who was well-known in the mainland hundreds of years ago.

He turned a few more pages in boredom, and suddenly saw a yellowed photo sandwiched in the middle of the book.

There are two people in the photo, the one on the left is his father, and the one on the right is a teenager with very small black wings.Judging from the poses and expressions in the photo, the relationship between the two is very close.Osley studied the boy's face carefully for a while under the dim candlelight, and a subtle emotion spread and grew in his heart like a vine. Signature written in font.

[Ander West]

[I surrender myself to sin in exchange for eternal life. ]